Friday, March 17, 2017

Caleb's: Our Days of Color

Our many days of color By Caleb
The many different days I change colors. Sometimes I'm happy and sometimes I'm sad.
When it is a pink day it reminds me of flamingos.
Sometimes I feel lonely on gray days.
Then comes a purple day. I feel as sleepy as an owl.
I love my days of color. I hope you do too.

I don't know what grade Caleb was when he wrote this, but I really like it. I don't know if it was an original poem. But I am sure he did the pictures, and the use of color is great.

About Me

We are the Wardles. I am Billy. We are the parents of 8, one in Heaven
(stillborn,) 6 birth and 1 adopted. Four are away from home, two
daughters married and two sons in the Logan area going to school. Tony,
our adopted son is 11 years younger than our youngest birth child, so
he is greatly spoiled. I have worked for the Duckwater Shoshone Tribe, Utah State Social Services, part of the time working with the Ute Tribe, Uintah Basin Counseling and Santa Clara County Mental Health for the last 21 years. Active Mormon and I follow the prophet.